Prinxiety/Logicality Oneshots (Discontinued)

Prinxiety: Snapshots

A/N: I know, usually there would be a Logicality one. But I already had this one written, so I'm going to post it now. There will be a Logicality fic arriving shortly, so don't worry! ~FB667

   I will never understand Princey.
   Well, let me take that back. I do understand him, I'll just never understand his actions, nor the motive behind them.
   I was lounging on the couch, just scrolling through Tumblr on my phone, when I noticed Princey staring at me. Me, of all people. I rolled my eyes and ignored it.
   I kept glancing back towards him every now and then to see his eyes glued to me. Over my dead body would I admit that I liked the attention. But I'm pretty sure he just sees me as eye candy and nothing more. After ten minutes I finally spoke up.
   "Take a picture, it'll last longer," I grumbled, screenshotting a relatable post. I heard shuffling, and assumed the royal boy had left. Relaxing a little, I went to check a notification.
   Click.
   Frozen in horror, I looked at the culprit. Smug expression, handsome features, white as snow clothing, and a sash probably the same shade as my face.
   "Roman..." I muttered through gritted teeth. The proud trait straightened up, hiding the phone behind his back. "Your Highness?"
   The sweetness in his tone irritated me greatly. I let out a long sigh before meeting his gaze.
   "You son of a-"
   "FEMALE DOG," Morality shouted, appearing out of nowhere. He gave me a disapproving glare before retreating back to the kitchen. I heard Princey snickering and growled.
   "Back to the topic..." I grumbled, getting off the couch. "Delete it. Now."
   He smiled my way, a playful twinkle in his eyes. "No way! This is perfect blackmail material."
   "More like masturbation material for you," I ignored Patton's loud gasp from behind me. I smirked as Princey's face flushed red.
   "How dare you accuse me of such obscene things!" He scoffed, dramatically putting a hand over his heart. I rolled my eyes and took a threatening step towards him.
   The prince stepped back. "It's not like anyone will see it."
   "Erase it. Now." I groaned, growing impatient. Princey sighed, tapping his screen a few times. He shoved the phone in my face. "See? It's gone. Happy now, Dante's Inferno?"
   I huffed at the nickname, pushing the phone out of my face. "Thank you," I sighed, heading back towards my room.
   Only two weeks later did I find out he had taken a screenshot of it before deleting it. Even worse, he set it as his lock screen.
   ...Or should I say even better?